A pause. Voices in the background. Laughter. The clink of glasses.
“Can this wait until tomorrow?” Grant asked. “I’m closing a deal.”
“No,” Claire said, and something in her tone made Jenna look up. “It can’t.”
“Listen,” Grant said, softer, the way he spoke when he wanted to sound kind without being inconvenienced. “I have to go. Clients are waiting.continue reading …
